Paradise lost

A thousand reachable truths
yet you follow one lie.
This path is best known
to those who are lost.
The air is weighted here.
Hours choke down the minutes
before you've had a taste.
"What ifs" and "could haves"
circle like determined vultures
waiting for you to give.
Not even the water
will take me in here.
But as always it will pass.
Passage will be granted
just before you hit the wall.